I’m not sure if it is the chill to the air blowing through my window, or the end of a chapter that the Labor Day holiday seems to bring, but it feels like hot days of summer are diminishing and fall is slowly billowing in.  I look at the seasons in hindsight as chapters and when one closes and another one begins I wonder where this next chapter will take us.  Seasons and years become more fleeting as I continue to get older and it seems as though the work aspect of life becomes the nucleus of who I am.  Part of me embraces that – proud that I put so much effort into making this business successful and into making people happy.  But a part of me hates that the seasons keep passing and the moments that my own memories are made of involve other’s happiness more than my own.

This summer I went and saw the movie Eat Pray Love with my mom.  Some of you may remember that two years ago she was diagnosed with colon cancer.  I swore that I’d never be too busy to take a day out to spend with her – and here I was last month trying to squeeze in one ounce of time in for her.  But cancer – even though it is gone – leaves a permanent reminder tatooed on your brain that there is nothing in this world that can’t be put off until tomorrow – except life.  So we celebrated life that afternoon with lunch and a movie.  During the movie the character played by Julia Roberts is refelcting on a mausoleum in Rome that has prevailed through some difficult times and says this…

“I look at the Augusteum, and I think that perhaps my life has not actually been so chaotic, after all. It is merely this world that is chaotic, bringing changes to us all that nobody could have anticipated. The Augusteum warns me not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong to, or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday, I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough–but tomorrow I could be a fireworks depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endles waves of transformation.”

Today – I’m embracing the transformation of one season to another, as well as my own.

I thought I’d share some photos from this summer taken with my Hipstamatic App on my phone.  I look at them and can feel the warmth of summer and the sweet anticipation of what the next season will bring.  Enjoy!

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Jenny Hodges - I love your Hipstamatic prints & this post. Such touching words b/c yes, life is very short & can end in an instant when we least expect it. Sometimes we have to stop & just soak everything in, even if it means putting editing on hold to spend a few extra minutes with your loved ones. The photos will always be there, but quality time with loved ones will not.

T Bran - <3

Ashley Gwin - Beautiful 🙂

Sherree Schneider - You made me look at the upcoming fall and winter season in a whole new light. I usually start dreading this time of year, knowing the cold weather is right around the corner, but now…somehow, it doesn’t seem as dismissal to me. Beautifully written Karin…I love that…TRANSITION!

Jenny Conrad - Aww. Now I feel bad about hating layers. I do love the Fall, just not my minimal Fall/Winter wardrobe. Thanks for the perspective.

Amanda Zika - Thank you for bringing a pregnant gal to tears. Seriously, a great post. What a great way to reflect on the past, present and future. I often regret the time I spend away from my kids and family and know that I must change that. I will start today! Mwah!

Dawn Devall - You are a beautiful person Karin, inside and out! You have a heart of gold and I am proud to call you a friend:) PS, is there anything you aren’t good at? My lord, you need to write in your spare time! lol

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